My day 3 in Taipei (2025)

hello my dear Andy, miss you loads 🤍 how was your day?

Today I continued to meet with my friend for the second day. We went to a coffee shop and then a museum. She took a lot of photos of me again, I decided to turn them all into this vintage film look. Some were taken from my friend’s Android phone, so they look a bit different.

I really miss you taking photos of me. I wonder what kind of “color” you’d give to these photos if you took them.

And then at the museum, she also took a lot of photos of me, haha. I am not sure if you like going to museums. I used to find them boring, but these few years I think I’ve changed a bit. Going to museums/exhibitions became one of my ways to “escape” from my reality when I go travelling, and I especially enjoy exhibitions with rich storytelling.

I think going to exhibitions is kinda romantic. And today when I was walking around, I was fantasising about going with you on a date 🙈🥺

After that, we bought food from the night market and ate at my hotel room.

Throughout the day, my friend shared a lot of her troubles and feelings to me about her friends and parents. She is the kind who thinks a lot (like me). I felt like she mainly needed an ear, so I basically have just been listening and be attentive most of the time, and only share some of my views on her issues occasionally when I felt like she needs someone to shed some light.

When she was almost leaving, she was very sad to go again. And out of the blue, she made this comment that she thinks I am such a wise person, because of all the different things I said in the last two days. I was so flattered that I laughed it off.  I know myself that sometimes I can pretend to be smart, but to me being called wise is such a honourable compliment, which is more than just being smart, and it has always been one of the qualities that I aspire to possess. I am flattered that she said that, but all I hope is that I would continue to grow to be a wiser person.

Since tonight is the last night I am here, I decided to spend some time to reflect and journal on my notebook after she left. This is one of my favourite moments of a solo trip.

Miss you, dear Andy. I wonder if you’d see me as a wise person. Or maybe I’m more like a really stubborn fool in your eyes, haha. But either way, the truth is probably that we all are both at the same time.

Miss you and good night 🤍